by Brittany Melosh, staff reporter
Mainstream’s the new disease
Through makings anew and frequently used
There’s seldom darkness in days like these
Physical darkness, the skin feels none
So much disease as a literal addiction
Our fingers long so for tapping
And for connection
Between the victim and the happy-sapping
Nature of the ever steaming
Incessant constancy
Of posting, pending, chatting, streaming
With minority seeking the sovereignty,
Exoneration from the stream
Defiance of the team.
